Other proof that I'm a hick...

I tried (and failed miserably) to argue that I'm not a hick, but then I thought of other blaring facts that attested to this accusation:

I've been in heated arguments with people over whether John Deere or Case International is better...

I know what bluegrass is. I like it.

I was in 4-H. My friends were in 4-H. It was a big deal to show cows at the county fair.

Cowboy boots and cowboy hats are cool. So is country music.

I've been at Demolition Derbys. I know the drivers. I've painted some of the cars. I've been splattered with mud and oil from those cars. :P

I know what the term tp'ing is, and I've done it.

We had a tavern in our town called The Outhouse. A toilet seat decorated the entrance. No one thought this was strange, except for my mother.

And this is the icing on the cake, folks. Yes, I've even eaten roadkill. Laugh all you want; it was good venison. Okay, here's the story, its really not that bad, once you hear it... One year my brother hit 3 deer with his car doing 80mph at 3am, and killed the deer (as well as killing his car). However, the people riding in the car were okay, and decided that those were 3 perfectly good deer on the road, so we called the DNR, got permission to take them home, and had variations of venison at every meal for the rest of the winter.

They were good sized deer, and we got a lot of compliments about 'em. No one else knew that we hit 'em. "How'd you get them," they'd ask, and we'd tell 'em, "The Drive method. It works every time..." See, being from Hickville, hunting is really big up here. Blaze orange is a fashion statement, and people don't just wear it during Hunting Season. On any given day, you will see a guy running around with a huge blaze orange parka, camouflage boots, and a bright orange hat. Why? Because Wisconsin is COLD, and hunting gear is perhaps the warmest outdoor wear on the market. But me, hunting? That's a whole different story entirely...